old man in white

"Aren't I afraid that the demons will remember my appearance? After all, they will definitely stop me or even kill me along the way." Lin Fan lied casually.

"It makes sense, you know I've been wiped out. Just remember you, but if you remember me again, wouldn't I be your scapegoat?!"

Lin Fan "..."

"It's not an option for us to stay here all the time. I'll go out and have a look at night." Feng Buwei said lukewarmly.

"No, we will go with you. No one will protect us after you leave. What if this place is found after you leave?" Tang Ling said worriedly.

The wind does not think for a moment,

"Okay, let's go out together at night, but you two must obey my orders, and you can't run around without authorization."

"Okay, okay, no problem!" Lin Fan quickly agreed.

"Although the two of you don't know spells, it's good to have weapons for self-defense." Feng Buwei stood up and walked into the corridor.Tang Ling and Lin Fan quickly followed.

The furnishings in the room at the end of the corridor did not change much from what Lin Fan remembered, except that the original thirteen swords on the wooden frame became sixteen.

This... I didn't expect Brother Yaoli to put An Buli's sword with the swords of previous masters.

Seeing the portraits all over the wall, Tang Ling couldn't help asking,

"Who are these people? They all look very old."

"These are all the portraits of the fifteen generations of masters of my school. The sword on the wooden frame is the saber of the masters of all generations." Feng Buwei knelt down and kowtowed three times after finishing speaking.

"Huh? Is there someone missing from this portrait? I see sixteen swords on the shelf, but there are only fifteen portraits?"

"I also asked this question on the day the master gave me the authorization. The master said that the master put an old man's sword on it. This person was originally a candidate for the No. 15 head of Zhengyi sect. However, after going down the mountain At that time, he was framed by the demons and finally died. So the master put his sword here but did not hang his portrait."

"Oh, so that's the case. I didn't expect that there are so many stories about Zhengyimen! Isn't it Lin Fan?"

Tang Ling turned to look at Lin Fan, only to find that Lin Fan was just staring blankly at the two paintings on the wall.

Master, I want to leave my senior brother, I never thought that when we meet again, you are already in the painting... After all, Lin Fan has a memory fragment of his life, so he can't help but feel emotional.

"Lin Fan? Lin Fan?"

"Ah? Ah! What's the matter?" Lin Fan recovered from Tang Ling's cry.

"What's wrong with you? Have you been absent-minded?"

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm just tired." Lin Fan quickly explained.

"By the way, Brother Feng, how did the person who was framed by the demons die in the end?" Tang Ling asked curiously after hearing the story addicted.

"This... the master didn't tell me, probably killed by the demons."

snort!Mozu?Lin Fan thought coldly of the past...

"Junior Sister, no, I should call you a disgrace to Zhengyi!"

Senior brother Xiu Weisheng stood proudly in front of the main hall, looking down at his junior sister who was kneeling at his feet and tied tightly with a rope.On the training field in front of the main hall, there are 34 senior brothers and their disciples.

"Junior Sister, do you know that Master has already been pissed off by you when he found out what you did at the foot of the mountain?"

"No, it's impossible!" An Buli suddenly looked up at the senior brother.

"Huh! You know that people who practice Taoism go down the mountain and don't ask about political affairs or pay attention to the court. It's good for you, because of you, Li Si, the prime minister of the court, has been arrested and imprisoned, and His Majesty has ordered that the nine clans be imprisoned and beheaded at a certain date! By the way, the court The ministers who are related to the prime minister have also been imprisoned! Do you know that when the prime minister dies, his whole body is affected. It is because of you that you have brought so many disasters to this country! So the master is mad at you."

At this time, Xiu Weisheng squatted down and said in a voice that only two people could hear,

"Junior Sister, let's see what you can fight with me! The head of this position is not something you can just think about. I want you to regret what you did in the arena that day."

"Hehe, I knew everything was done by you, a despicable villain! Did you kill the master?!" An Buli's eyes were extremely ferocious.

"I admit that I am despicable, but the master is really mad at you."

Xiu Weisheng stood up, and took out a black ribbon from his pocket, with the ancient spell of Zhengyi tattooed on the ribbon.